After sex cigarettes // dreamwastaken

XII

He's like an octopus. Legs sprawled all over me. His big hand is holding my chin, pushing it slightly. The bed In the guest room was a double but in comparison to his king bed it was tiny, so now I know why he has to have a huge, bfg styled bed. Patches lingers by feet, purring occasionally licking her paws. Clays snoring is enough to wake the dead so to try and get him to stop I push his jaw closed and hold his nose. His eyes shoot open and mine shoot close to imitate sleeping.
"Oh you think youre a funny man" I feel a smile sprawl across my face "mmhmm, you won't be acting like this when I'm through with you. You'll be begging for me to stop" he kisses my neck causing me to moan slightly "I thought you were asleep" eyes still firmed shut he continues to kiss me, sucking under my ear, a moan escapes yet again, jaw pushes against mine forcing me to close my mouth, his hand drags up my body, brushing up against me until he reaches my cheeks and cups them, before I'm aware his fingers close over my nose
"You bastard!" I gasp for air
"See it's not nice is it?"
"No sir" I salute him
"What?" He shrieks
"Seesh I was just joking." I roll my eyes, surprisingly for the first time today
" say it again"
"Sir?"
"Again" he demands
"Sir" he reaches down to my height and places a kiss gently on my lips
"You're so hot when you do what I say"

By the time I force clay to move off me it's 10. He slumps off into his room and I get ready. I meet ena in the kitchen.
"So what are you wanting to do today?" I ask taking a bite out of an apple
"I don't know but I think they're a a heatwave coming" she hands me her phone and the weather app '102'
"Oh my god" I grimace "that means a storms going to aswell"
"We'll go to the store. Look" she opens the empty cupboard "theres nothing in this place. All we do is order food and between me and you it gives me cramps" she whispers the last bit. She goes and tells Nick and returns with his card

"Don't you feel weird about this?" I ask Ena, she slams the car door shut.
"Well, erm, yeah I feel like a hooker"
"Same!" We Wheel the trolly into the store "clay told me I can use it for whatever I need. Like can I pay off my student debt? Can I buy a town house? It's just weird." A shiver goes down my spine
"I think we don't take any of their money, like even now we buy these groceries with our money." We walk through the Isles popping things in the trolly "I won't lie I obviously really like nick. I feel like I'm ready to say 'I love you', so I want to stay with him and clays hot, I've heard you two so I know you don't want stop seeing clay" she winks at me. I'm just quite and nod along with her.

We whip around a Walmart collecting respectable food items like fruit, oven chips, ice lollies and bit like that so we wouldn't have to leave the house for a few days.

I still feel uncomfortable about the whole money thing, like I just let it go last night because I was scared from him waking me up and I was tired, so I just needed someone and he was the closet person there. Like it would be nice to go on a huge shopping spree and not factor rent into it, it'd also be nice to take on less shifts. I think I'll get him tipsy, not drunk but just so he's in a spry mood and bring it up again.

"Have you ever had pimms?" Enas eyebrows crease
"Pimms? With an M?"
"Mmhmmm"
"No what is it?"
"So it's like a cocktail. It's full of fruit and gin. Here" I pass get an orange "cut this up, let's make some" we poor lemonade and gin into a a jug, I take sip "ah this is not pimms" she giggles "it's a gin lemonade" I offer my glass to her and she drinks
"Holy Shit! This is so good. What the hell!" And she chugs the rest of the glass
"Ena!" I scold "you sit down I'll tell Nick. No more okay!" She nods eating an gin drenched strawberry

I knock at his door "nick?" I get no response "Snapchat?" His head whips around to see my emerge from the door
"Did you just call me Snapchat?"
"You weren't listening so I had to get your attention"
"No dude Karl shut up, I'm talking to someone else" I believe he muted "what's up"
"Basically Ena and I made pimms and she's drank a lot" I give him a toothy smile
"No ones streaming so don't worry. Dream? Dream answer me! Lara's made pinks or something, dude come get some" I thought he would've gotten pissed off at Ena but he decides to join in instead. They're in love. LOVE

Nick charges towards Ena who's poured another glass, he chucks her over his shoulder, she denim shorts become tighter and he smacks her bum.
"Nick. Nick put me down" she says between fits of laughter, her legs and arms are kicking. "Nicky!!!" He drops her onto the island. When his hands leave her exposed legs they move to the refilled glass
"What the shit" they're so similar "this is lit" he swigs the rest. What is up with Americans drinking this like fish and saying cringe words like "lit". I leave the pair drinking and I go to check on clay.

I don't bother knocking and I just walk in.
"Dream" I sing causing his head to spin
"Lara what?!" He wheezes
"Do you want a drink" I walk further into his room "do you want a big, cold, wet drink, dream?" I quirk an eyebrow
"You're so lucky no ones streaming" he unplugs his headphone. I Perch on his lap. "Okay let me undeafen" he clicks a button and a flurry of voices rush from his speakers
"I bet dreams getting something wet right now"
"Quackity what the fuck" he screams
"That was gross, Incel behavior if you ask me" I quip back
"HA! Alex she got you" all these voices are just so similar.
"We're popping off! We're popping off!"
"Quackity shut up. Just shut up"
"GEORGE" I squeal
"Dreams girlfriend" she squeals back. It gets really quiet
"George" clay scoffs
"George what the actual heck. We're lovers you know me by my real name" "oooooooo" Quackity bellows through the chat, clay shuffles under me
"Lara how could I forget" a smirk is slapped across my face
"Guys when I was in the UK me and George used to go at it constantly. I fell in love with him" I feel comfy
"Yeah I don't recall this happening." Clays hand shoots towards the deafen button
"Are you fucking kidding me" he scoffs
"Jheeze im joking. I've never met George. Christ"
"Why say that then?" His face is stern
"Just as a joke, like to break the ice. Everyone knows I'm joking"
"Tell them you're lying. Like what the fuck. That's embarrassing."
"Clay, listen to me, I would never get with anyone apart from you!" I lean around to face him, I shift causing him to grunt. I bring my hand to his neck and stroke his jaw with my thumb "Look at you, You're so pretty and I fancy you okay, I'll never meet George, when he comes over I won't okay"
"We'll you slept in his bed last night" he's having a mare, from under me I feel his leg start shaking up and down.
"I just didn't did I though?"
"We'll the spare room is for George" I thin layer of sweat forms between us, he's shirtless and in his boxers.
"So why were you asking about him then?" Oh my god this again?
"Because I miss home. I don't like being around all these Americans" his face softens
"Oh" is all he says and I nestle into his neck "I'm sorry"
"You shouldn't be you div, I was joking to make myself feel better" he strokes my hair "I shouldn't have said I've slept with George. I'm sorry" I try to fully remove myself from him but his arms stay suffocating me waist. I take his mouse into my hand and press the button he pressed before
"Hello gamers! This is yours neighbor Incel depriver and i am here too let you know that George is still an Incel however Clay Goldfield is not an incel, he's the master of sex and can make me cum within 5 minutes"
"Yoooo whatthefuck" all the voices light up.
"Lara! You can't lie for him" George say, he seems shocked
"Next time George I'll video it for you or stream or whatever you guys do" Clay takes the mouse from my hand and clicks the hang up button
"Can we really?"